"For your initiation, you are to rescue a dummy from the other end of the arena." Vice Principal Cinch announced, her amplified voice echoing through the vast, outdoor, Colosseum-like structure. The only ponies in it were the student, the Principal, and the Vice Principal. "In your way, is a Grimm."

Long ago, three races ruled over the Earth: Humans, Monsters and Equestrians. One day, a war broke out between the three races and after a long series of battles, the humans were victorious over the Equestrians and Monsters. The greatest of their magicians sealed the defeated in the Underground with a magic barrier. However, this barrier is not perfect.
Many years after the war - over a thousand …

Open to all, No signups, No special requirements(Note: Using an approved OC is not a special requirement, it's mandatory). Come and go as you like. Even join in late if you want. Multiple characters are allowed but you may only RP one at a time and your previous character must have clearly left before you can bring in a new one. Fourth wall breaking is allowed. SFW …

Fine Fantasy is a unicorn, slightly above average height (mostly thanks to her legs) and noticeably below average weight. Her coat is extremely pale, just barely colored enough to not be pure white, and her mane and tail are short but thick and curly, dark auburn with a vibrant sapphire blue streak. Her cutie mark is a white quill.

Welcome, all dudes and dudettes To the Horseshoe Cove Luau. The most far out beach party this summer. Waves, Sand, Music, coconuts and all the food and drinks you can stomach. Get some sick waves, chillax by the sandy shoreline or quench your thirst at the tiki bar. For all those talented folks out there, we have a stage right along the beach to show off your stuff. So, grab some sunscreen, …

A day after princess Celestia and Luna made thier announcement to those who would be brave enough to heed the call and face the threat that covers equestria, they orderd a royal guard to escort the 2 ponies that responded to the call to the nearest and supposedly safest area where the mist did not have to much paranormal energies in the air.

There are infinite possibilities that exist when the world places magic in your hands. So many ways that such power can be bent, harnassed and manipulated; whether for the most selfless of goods or the most heinous of evils, the mere possibility is ever present in the back of our minds, the temptation to use such gifts to benefit ourselves and no one else.

Okay, here’s the thread at last! An update on the rules I was a little more vague about before:

1. I’ve decided to put the time limit on posting after every GM post at one week. If you can’t meet it, PM or Skype me and we’ll see if we can work something out or give you a little bit of extra time.
2. No auto-hitting, auto-killing, auto-dodging, etc etc etc you know the drill. Tell me what …

Hollow Shades is a nocturnal town of thestrals, founded by worshippers and admirers of Princess Luna. A dark alicorn lives in the basement of Hollow Shades' orphanage, her existence known to none but five: the orphanage owners Sweet Heart, Sharp Whistle, and Wet Nurse, and two thestral fillies Midnight Rose and Misty. The orphanage owners take care of the alicorn in secret, not wanting Celestia …

The main hall of Academia was filled with a quiet bustle as the room was filled with young and eager ponies, each one a budding hunter or huntress. Seats were quickly filled from the back forwards, no-one, despite their apparent eagerness, willing to sit too close to the stage that had been erected at one end of the hall.

The students were not alone however, ponies wearing the uniform of the …

Celestia’s Academy, settled on the northern side of Canterlot Mountain, shone brilliantly in the afternoon sunshine. The building was white, with gold-colored roofs and intricately detailed door and window frames, and on the building’s tallest turret, the center turret, was a large metal rod. Ahead of the Academy was the courtyard: full of colorful, fragrant flowers, neatly-trimmed bushes, …

The streets of Canterlot were always full of ponies with a purpose. Ponies were going to and from their jobs, shopping in the many luxurious stores, or just enjoying the sights of Equestria’s glamorous capital. However, a few ponies don’t really have a purpose to their movements, just letting the wind take them, so to speak.

The night was quiet around Canterlot High tonight and even the stars seemed to have decided it was too late for them to be out as the full moon was the only light source hanging in the air for the orange skinned girl sitting on the school statue.

"Hey Sunset, any sign of activity from the portal?" The text message read, announced by a brief sound from her mobile phone.

It was midnight. Canterlot saw not a single star or ray of moonlight, as the city had been scheduled for a rain shower. It was mild, but enough to block what light the moon and stars had to offer. Instead, most of the light came from Canterlot's street lamps, or the light coming out of windows of buildings, or the oil lamps some ponies or carriages carried.

The Grand Equestrian Empire has gone through some rough times. They have been locked in a stalemate with a rebel group calling themselves the New Equestrian Republic for a few years. The galaxy-wide war has stretched colonies belong to both sides pretty thin. Most resources go into the war effort. So when a planet calls for supplies for the ponies that live there, it is the job of cargo …